Chapter 8 — Fire the Wrong Person, the Whole Company Pays

I spent two days reorganizing all the original experimental notes. Each notebook is hand-signed by me. After each group of original data, the experiment date and device code are attached. These notebooks have always been locked in my personal locker since the first day of work. Never gone through the company's internal system. I also found a research article I published before joining Hoa Nhan. The core technology line in that research paper... Completely coincides with the formula logic of the current six key product lines. And the time to publish the research paper... Earlier than the time Tran Hao edited the patent registration document... Fully two years. Third, I found all the email exchanges with the previous raw material supplier. The sender of each email is me. The recipient is the technical contact of the supplier. In all the correspondence... Tran Hao's name never appeared even once. The chain of evidence is completely closed. But I haven't taken action yet. Because To Dao started to act again. This time, she did not attack within the company anymore. Taking advantage of relationships in the industry, posting "anonymous internal information" on several specialized cosmetic forums. The content is very simple: Hoa Nhan's recent product quality problem actually originated from an employee who, after being fired, held a grudge in his heart and deliberately inserted errors into the formula to take revenge on the company. Although no names are mentioned. But combined with the message Ha Vy once sent to the management group... Anyone with eyes knows who he is referring to. When Phuong Dinh sent me the screenshot, her hands were so angry that they were shaking.

“They are trying to destroy your reputation!”

“The whole industry is spreading the word!”

I finished looking at the photos. Still very calm.

“Just let them pass it on.”

“Spread more widely…”

“When you turn over, it hurts even more.”

“What are you waiting for anyway?”

I looked at her.

“I'm waiting for a stage.”

“And everyone was present.”

Phuong Dinh doesn't understand. But very quickly, she understood. Because three days later, Hoa Nhan sent a company-wide announcement. Next Monday, the annual product launch conference will be held. Guests include major distributors, media and industry partners. The location is the Van Dat banquet hall in the city center. Co Hanh required all department managers and core technical personnel to be present. On the list is Tran Hao. Conference date. The Van Dat banquet hall had nearly two hundred attendees. Distributor. Communication. Collaborative partners. Industry people. The first three rows of seats were almost full. Behind are representatives of the company's departments. Tran Hao wore a brand new suit and sat in the front row of the secondary speaker area. I still have the presentation in hand. In today's announcement there is a section titled "Introducing the core technical team". According to the original schedule... Tran Hao will represent the research department, using the position of research director to present a fifteen-minute technical report. He has been waiting for this day for a long time. Behind the scenes, To Dao also helped him review his speech one last time.

“Don't worry.”

“General Manager Co has agreed to let you go on stage.”

“Just say it well.”

“Sit firmly for this merit.”

Tran Hao nodded and clenched his fists. The announcement session begins. Co Hanh gave a short opening speech compact. Next is the product introduction. Everything happens according to the correct procedure. At the "Introducing the core technical team" part, the MC invited Tran Hao on stage. He stood up, adjusted his suit and walked up. But as soon as he picked up the microphone... A man in the third row suddenly stood up.

“Sorry, I wanted to interrupt for a moment.”

All eyes in the hall immediately turned. That person was in his forties, wearing metal-rimmed glasses. His temperament is completely unlike that of a normal person. Behind him were two people following, a man and a woman, both holding briefcases. To Dao's expression immediately changed. Ha Vy turned to her colleague next to her and asked in a low voice:

“Who is that person?”

No one answered.